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Saturday, I went out to a nearby hill just before sunset, to watch the planets emerge as the sky darkened, and maybe catch Mercury’s low arc above the horizon. Low clouds blocked Mercury from view but made for another kind of spectacle as the sun dove below the rim of the world. Then, up high, Venus popped out, below and to the left of the inverted parabola of the moon. It was cold (yeah, baby) and a hard wind was blowing and Jupiter was taking his own sweet time coming into view, so I went home. Five minutes later, on my deck, it was dark enough to see that big boy at the top of a backwards L, tilting to the south—Venus:Moon:Jupiter. Celestial!

Walking home from a dinner out with friends, Laurie and I gazed into the world of the Sunday night city laudromaters and then up at the marvelous triangular conjunction of heavenly bodies (because Pittsburgh is an amazing place where both can be done with relative ease).

The relationship amongst all things, which is most often obscured, somehow that evening was very clear, indeed.

Saw it or them all bright against moon in Brooklyn through our kitchen door. A bit brisk to go out without coats. Baz Had to duck and squint. Will there be wonders? He asked. Sorry I said. THAT is the wonder!

Odd slant view here tonight, now-triangulated Appulse viewed from late Avenue vacant save for huddled sleepers in shop doorways seeking in dream (perhaps) that eternal conjunction -- with Venus, or with a bite to eat, a warm place to catch a few z's?

Cloud cover, Alaskan storm coming in. Planets and streetlights in apparition of apposition seen from slumped senior seat on bus, degraded capture, maybe not so great... but partial glimpses.

Really astrology approaches these sky sightings so much more accurately from an archaic POV.

One might try considering the parabolic aspects -- as if neolithic artistes had taken time out from working on their cave paintings to beam up this grand sky show.